Through your eyes what you see   Is it the same as what I see to me      With these hands I can feel   Feel at least what I can perceive as real      Through my eyes what I see   Is it the way that I want it to be   Or does it seem   That someone’s shaping this world into being      Jesus created a vision of living   For all of his people to see   A looking glass eye to be worn all the time   That only works if you believe      Just as a teacher   Creates the world of the young   So do the prominent figures of history   Paint us a lie with their tongues      And it’s in this way that Mohammed and Lennon and Hitler and Marx   Transcended the paths they had chosen and made projected living an art      If nothing is real then nothing is real   It’s as real as real can be   Even if it’s just a projection   I’m still projecting a you and a me      Yes it is true we’re just subsets of something   That’s so vast we can’t comprehend   But in the minutes I spend here projected   I’d like to hold you in my hands